Prison Wing G

Making up your mind, you run in the direction of Prison Wing G. It didn't take long before you got to the prison wing gateway, having said that, the convicts that have been chasing you had began to close the distance between you and them. Propelling yourself as fast as you could, you pass the gateway and quickly placed your hand over the button that activates the door.

With a press of a button, the escaped convicts only a few seconds behind you are stopped by the activation of the see-through plasma door. A surge of relief and fatigue taking the strength out of your legs, you slowly slide down the wall you're back is pressed against, eyeing the former prisoners on the other side of the barrier. Most simply give you an irritated glare, before turning around and walking down the corridor they were chasing you on only a few seconds ago. And a few of them simply smirk at you, conveying their amusement of your escape but confident that they will catch you in the end prior to following their fellow escapees shortly after.

Taking a short break of three minutes, you continue to watch through the plasma, pistol in hand. Verifying for the last time that the door was holding and there were no other prisoners on the other side, you decide that its time to move on. Several minutes pass as you explore the empty hallways, somewhat uneasy of silence that resided there. Due to this, it made the sound of rapid footsteps coming ahead of you all the more jarring yet calming at the same time. Steeling yourself for whats to come, you raise your weapon's sights to eye level, ready to pull the trigger.

Only to be met by faces of female staff members, some sporting an uncomfortable smile and others clearly nervous.

"Wha-?" You begin with a confused voice, slowly lowering your weapon.

"Welcome!" One of them cheerfully greeted. You quickly concluded that she must have been the leader of this small group. "We've got a safe area not far from here, please come with us. There you will be protected."

She beckons you to follow them, as all of them turned around towards the direction the came from.

Narrowing your eyes slightly, you walk after them, at the same time keeping your distance from them. It was until you've walked after for about three minonutes that you decide to holster your firearm, not sensing any hostility coming from them. Still cautious, you ask them a question. "Shouldn't we be heading to the transport bay? The facility isn't exactly a vacation paradise with all the prisoners running around... We really need to leave."

"No, no, no. Where we are going to is paradise, honey. Anyways, you'll see soon enough. I think you're going to love it." She replied, giving you a wide smile, which sent chill down your spine. Other than that, you had no time to react when all of you enter the cafeteria, now set up like a medieval throne rooms of sorts. In center of the room, was a tall, hulking alien in a prison jumpsuit, his skin reminiscent of rocks and boulders back on Earth. He turns around with a grin, eyes on you immediately.

"Ah, another fine piece of ass to add to my harem." He begins, before briefly turning his attention to group of women that lead you here. "Thank you, girls. I'll make sure that all of you get the attention you deserve once we get things settled with the newcomer. Now, leave us be."

His harem simply give a bow to him and walks out of the room, then locking you in with this prisoner. By this point, it seems that he's noticed of the weapons hanging from your belt.

"A challenger? Well, I have to say I'm more of a lover than a fighter," He says, emphasizing the word lover, prior to continuing on. "I hate damaging the goods after all, it makes the rocking their worlds less fun."

You only roll your eyes at his pun.